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De El Mundo como Ser (Fragmentos)
by Marcelo Morales CinteroAyer mientras leía un poema político me tembló la mano. Sentí la presión del poder, mi
miedo al poder. Ayer, mientras leía, temblé, como la primera vez. Cuando salí, me
encontré en un bar con mis amigos, hablé de todo sin decirles nada. Oscar gritaba
borracho, la otra pedía tequila. Aunque nos quedamos, hace tiempo que nos fuimos.
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From The World as Presence (Excerpts)
by Marcelo Morales CinteroYesterday while I was reading a political poem my hand shook. I felt the weight of
power, my fear of power. Yesterday as I was reading I shook, just like the first time.
When I left I met friends in a bar, talked about everything while telling them nothing.
Oscar was drunk and shouting, someone else ordered tequila. Even though we stay
here, we left a long time ago.
translated from Spanish by Kristin Dykstra